Decca's death made Nan Sihong extremely difficult to accept for a while, he always wanted to live in peace with the human race, but he was afraid of seeing the people around him die.

He had lost his parents since he was very young, so he hated war and didn't want more people to die in it, and this time, he tried his best to try to cooperate with the Terrans, but he never thought that he would lose another friend who had grown up with him.

For a while, Nan Sihong didn't know what to feel in his heart.

The telekinesis in the air gradually began to thin out, but it finally came to an end.

Like fireworks burning out, they eventually return to nothingness, but with the same nothingness, there is still Dika's life.

Nan Sihong's body slowly diffused with a strong aura mixed with sorrow, and the aura of despair like the arrival of the god of destruction shrouded the mountains.

Whether it was Heng or Nan Sihong's subordinates, their faces were ugly, although this aura was not necessarily aimed at them, but being in this aura really made them feel uncomfortable, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, neither Nan Sihong nor Heng knew the way, somewhere about ten miles away from the mountains where they were, a group of men dressed as Miao were walking quickly.

When Nan Sihong exuded that breath of despair, these men who were walking quickly also felt Nan Sihong's breath.

After an old man raised his hand with a solemn face, the group of men stopped.

"The clan elders seem to be thinking a little too simply, these people are not something we can easily clean up, even if we gather all the wizards in the 100,000 mountains, I am afraid they will not be able to compete with the master of this breath."

The old man's voice was extremely solemn, this group of men were all wizards, but the old man was the recognized leader of these men. It's not just because the old man's witchcraft is the strongest. Also because of the prestige of the old man.

In other words, the old man's words just now will only be broken. At this time, when the old man said this, it made the faces of this group of men show a look of horror, but their expressions became solemn.

"Qiu Lao, what do you think we should do?"

The man who followed the old man showed an anxious look on his face, during this time, although Nan Sihong and Heng and the others were not able to gain anything from the Miao people, they also brought great trouble to the Miao people.

Especially Nan Sihong and his group of men, the natural race. Ben is good at manipulating the power of nature, these 100,000 mountains are natural places with dense jungles everywhere, but they happen to be the home of Nan Sihong and other natural races.

These days, Nan Sihong and other natural races have almost made many Miao villages unable to survive, although they were resisted by the wizards of these villages, but they did cause great damage to these villages.

In the eyes of these Miao men, only by completely destroying the enemy can they win eternal peace, otherwise, the retreating enemy will come to the door sooner or later.

Even if Nan Sihong and the others had already fled the Miao village they had attacked before, it was extremely far away. But these Miao villages still formed a coalition army to chase after them.

Just, at this moment. These Miao wizards felt Nan Sihong's breath, and that desperate strength made their faces change suddenly.

"You go to my clan and fetch the thing that my clan has been sealing, and we will not be opponents at that time, so we can only die with those guys."

The old man's face was full of indifference, but he said an extremely absolute word.

These men living in the 100,000 mountains are inevitably entangled between life and death every day, but their lives are far less cherished than those of the Central Plains, for the continuation of the tribe, each of these men does not hesitate to give up their lives.

This is the common nature of the barbarians, in these places where the natural conditions are extremely harsh, the barbarians are not afraid of death, for the barbarians, the continuation of the tribe is more than the life of each of them.

It's a pity that Nan Sihong doesn't understand the characteristics of these barbarians, if Cao Zinuo comes here with them, I'm afraid there will be no need for any fighting, just Nan Sihong's group of subordinates' manipulation of nature is enough for these Miao wizards to teach them all witchcraft for free, and even give them all help.

At this time, the old man's mouth used to die with them can also be shared with them.

Of course, there is no if in this world, Nan Sihong is not Cao Zinuo after all, he doesn't know about this plot in the world, and he doesn't have the slightest understanding of the Miao people, which has nothing to do with the plot.

Therefore, it is destined that Nan Sihong did a stupid thing.

Of course, if there was no Heng's existence, just Nan Sihong and his subordinates, I am afraid that at this time he would have obtained everything he wanted from the Miao tribe, and then retreated without the slightest difficulty.

After all, they are not natives of this plot world, so they can naturally leave easily after making a profit.

It's a pity that there are those things in this world that are destined by nature, just like at this time, the wizards of the Miao tribe have caught up, and in the mountains, Nan Sihong's face is extremely ugly, Dika's telekinesis has dissipated, and at the last time, Nan Sihong spread his own strength, and scattered the things transmitted by Deca's telekinetic power into the minds of all his subordinates.

Suddenly, each of these natural race masters, who had already planned to fight with Heng, turned extremely difficult to look at.

Some radicals even took out the daggers they were carrying and pointed them at their own vital points, but they told Nan Sihong that if he still insisted on living in peace with the Terrans, they would uphold their loyalty and would not betray Nan Sihong, but they could use their own lives as a dissuasion.

This extreme measure made Nan Sihong's face ugly again, but Nan Sihong did not dare to ignore the words of his group of subordinates.

He didn't know his men better than he did, but these guys did what they said.

If Nan Sihong still wants to coexist peacefully with the human race and cooperate, I am afraid that he will always be alone from today onwards.

Alone, this situation is scary to think about, Nan Sihong never wants to be that kind of person, so he has already made a decision in his heart.

Whether it was to avenge Dika or to prevent his subordinates from cutting themselves off, it was no longer possible for him to cooperate with the Terrans, and even he needed to deal with the person he intended to cooperate with.

Although some of the ideas of these two people are very close to him, and they have the opportunity to become friends, but, at present, they can only be enemies, and they are enemies who will never die.

For this reason, Nan Sihong even had to give up the essence of wood that he had a chance to get.

With a bitter smile, Nan Sihong's eyes had calmed down, and those summons that were originally isolated between him and Heng suddenly dispersed, but they were moving towards Heng's rapid encirclement.

Many of Nan Sihong's subordinates immediately cheered loudly, and when Nan Sihong started to deal with Heng, this group of guys was happy and didn't know why.

They knew that their master would never say anything about peaceful coexistence with the human race in the future, and in this way, Nan Sihong's identity would naturally rise rapidly, and the reason why Nan Sihong was suppressed in the past was because his concept was to coexist peacefully with the human race, but it made the people of the entire natural race not approve of him.

If it weren't for Nan Sihong's extremely outstanding ability, Nan Sihong wouldn't have said today's achievements, I'm afraid that he would have already known how long Lu Dao had been dead.

Nan Sihong's subordinates cheered, but Heng's face became ugly, where could he not feel Nan Sihong's strength, that kind of desperate strength was definitely not something he could compete with at this time.

Although the bloodline of the gods is strong, but Heng has only been able to get it for a short time after all, if he goes through a few more plots in the world, or Heng can fight with Nan Sihong, but, now, Heng is afraid that he can only be killed.

However, in the face of a desperate situation, Heng did not rest on his laurels.

His eyes suddenly flickered, his palm slightly, and a halberd appeared in his hand.

With the appearance of the halberd, Heng's figure suddenly rushed towards Nan Sihong, moving forward, with a desperate aura, as if he was preparing to capture the thief and capture the king.

And his behavior seems to be reasonable, the natural race is not good at hand-to-hand combat, but, for some reason, Nan Sihong saw Heng Chong's eyes showing a hint of admiration, but those encircled summons did not summon between himself and Heng, but surrounded Heng behind him.

"Sure enough, it's a good means."

Halfway through the rush, Heng's face also showed a look of admiration, and his figure suddenly turned, but it turned halfway, and suddenly rushed towards Nan Sihong's men.

In the previous conflict, Nan Sihong's subordinates were restrained, but Heng was also restrained, but at this time, Nan Sihong's subordinates relaxed one by one because of Nan Sihong's shots, and they didn't think about Heng but suddenly broke out.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Heng had already rushed in front of Nan Sihong's group of men, and Heng only needed to take one step forward to rush into Nan Sihong's men, and then cause a chaotic battle, so as to get a chance to escape.

It's just that this step has become a moat, and a summon appears silently in front of Heng.

During the charge, Heng's halberd was raised, and a huge amount of force immediately appeared on the halberd, and Heng's figure rose into the air, but it was hit backwards by the force.

The battle was decided, and the defeat was defeated, Nan Sihong's face was still calm, but his subordinates cheered together.

However, at this moment, some small sounds suddenly sounded from all around, and strange monsters appeared in the dense forest.

"Witchcraft, damn it."

Nan Sihong's face changed slightly, but his gaze only swept over, and then fixed on Heng's body, no one knew better than him, the blow just now, it seemed that Heng was knocked away, but in fact, most of it was Heng who was intentionally knocked away.

Nan Sihong was not so arrogant that he thought that Heng Dangzhen had no way to escape, but any human race who obtained the bloodline inheritance was easy to get along, not to mention the inheritance of the bloodline of the gods. (To be continued......)